Eternal Emerald, chapter 3
You think he’ll be alright?’, Mike asked standing at the door with Billie.
‘Yeah he just has to sleep on it’, Steph said, making sure Tre was tucked in. he was already asleep, which was a little bit of a problem, when she had to move him, but she made sure not to wake him up. He had basically cried himself to sleep.
‘Oh the poor thing’, Steph said, giving Tre a kiss on the forehead, before leaving him to sleep in peace. Mike shut the door behind her when she came out. The three of them stood talking outside his bedroom.
‘What was he like at the bus stop when you saw him?’, Billie asked, troubled.
‘He’s eyes had red in them. He’s tie wasn’t on him anymore, which I’m assuming is because he got into a fight. He was way more down than when he usually is’, she told them trying to think of anything else.
‘Who was the fight with?’, Mike asked anxiously, he’s voice was chilling.
‘Oh, Tre ran into Josh there’, Steph said quickly.
‘Well that explains why he’s got bruises on he’s back’, Mike pointed out.
‘I hope he’s gonna be alright. He’s been put though a lot with girl troubles lately. Trouble all together. You all have’, she said, ‘Are you guys alright about everything since we’re talking?’, she asked.
‘Yeah’, Mike and Billie said in unison. She smiled sweetly as the boys looked at eachother.
‘Alright then’, she said giggling. She walked down the hallway back into the lounge. The boys followed her. The three sat back down and started to watch TV quietly again.
‘I’m going to head off to bed’, Mike said, a few minutes in.
‘Goodnight Mikey’, Steph said, moving over to Billie.
‘Yeah, sweet dreams Mike’, Billie said, smiling.
‘You two are up to something aren’t you?’, Mike asked as he walked away.
‘NO, why would we be?’, Steph said ingenuously. Mike shook his head, laughed and then shut his bedroom door behind him.
Billie and Steph sat in the lounge, watching TV until they were sure Mike had fallen asleep. Billie picked up the remote and turned the TV off.
‘I’m bored’, he said, getting up from he’s seat and walking into the kitchen.
‘You’re always bored though’, Steph said, getting up, preparing to go to bed.
‘You want a drink?’, he asked her rummaging though the fridge.
‘Yeah, what we got left?’, she asked walking into the kitchen.
‘Beer. A little wine. Some ale. Bit of Whiskey and more beer’, Billie said amused.
‘Beer sounds good’, she told him, ‘Bring it into the lounge’.
‘Weren’t you getting ready for bed though?’, he asked her.
‘I’d rather drink with you then fall asleep’, Steph told him, picking up a can and flipping it open. She started drinking.
‘You know you’re the only, that will drink, beer and ale with me’, he told her.
‘Yeah that’s cos you’re special’, she told him switching the TV on again.
They went though a few cans each before, they got bored of beer.
‘You want me to go get something else?’, Steph asked. She wasn’t dizzy or slurring any words. The beer obviously hadn’t gotten to her.
‘Yeah, bring the whiskey; I feel like I need a few shots’, Billie told her. Billie seemed fine as well. Steph decided it would be alright. She walked back into the kitchen and grabbed the whiskey from the fridge. she closed the door, and walked back into the lounge giving Billie the bottle.
‘I might have another beer first’, he told her, handing it back.
‘Suit yourself’, she told him, taking the top off, and starting to drink. Its taste was strong, but there was nothing Steph didn’t like about it. Whiskey was her one of her favourites. She kept the drink coming down. It wasn’t even hitting her sides. Billie by this time had drunk an easy dozen beers. Steph noticed the cans on the floor, and instead of bothering him she started to watch the TV again, every-so-often taking small sips of the whiskey. She was starting to become dizzy and sleepy.
‘Maybe you should stop drinking that’, Billie suggested noticing the state Steph was in.
‘Billie, I’m fine. It taste nice anyways’, she said slurring her words. Slowly she dropped the bottle from her hands to the ground and collapsed into Billie’s lap. She just lay there, like she was asleep.
‘Steph are you alright? I told you that you had, had to much to drink. Steph wake up’, Billie coaxed her..
‘Yeah he just has to sleep on it’, Steph said, making sure Tre was tucked in. he was already asleep, which was a little bit of a problem, when she had to move him, but she made sure not to wake him up. He had basically cried himself to sleep.
‘Oh the poor thing’, Steph said, giving Tre a kiss on the forehead, before leaving him to sleep in peace. Mike shut the door behind her when she came out. The three of them stood talking outside his bedroom.
‘What was he like at the bus stop when you saw him?’, Billie asked, troubled.
‘He’s eyes had red in them. He’s tie wasn’t on him anymore, which I’m assuming is because he got into a fight. He was way more down than when he usually is’, she told them trying to think of anything else.
‘Who was the fight with?’, Mike asked anxiously, he’s voice was chilling.
‘Oh, Tre ran into Josh there’, Steph said quickly.
‘Well that explains why he’s got bruises on he’s back’, Mike pointed out.
‘I hope he’s gonna be alright. He’s been put though a lot with girl troubles lately. Trouble all together. You all have’, she said, ‘Are you guys alright about everything since we’re talking?’, she asked.
‘Yeah’, Mike and Billie said in unison. She smiled sweetly as the boys looked at eachother.
‘Alright then’, she said giggling. She walked down the hallway back into the lounge. The boys followed her. The three sat back down and started to watch TV quietly again.
‘I’m going to head off to bed’, Mike said, a few minutes in.
‘Goodnight Mikey’, Steph said, moving over to Billie.
‘Yeah, sweet dreams Mike’, Billie said, smiling.
‘You two are up to something aren’t you?’, Mike asked as he walked away.
‘NO, why would we be?’, Steph said ingenuously. Mike shook his head, laughed and then shut his bedroom door behind him.
Billie and Steph sat in the lounge, watching TV until they were sure Mike had fallen asleep. Billie picked up the remote and turned the TV off.
‘I’m bored’, he said, getting up from he’s seat and walking into the kitchen.
‘You’re always bored though’, Steph said, getting up, preparing to go to bed.
‘You want a drink?’, he asked her rummaging though the fridge.
‘Yeah, what we got left?’, she asked walking into the kitchen.
‘Beer. A little wine. Some ale. Bit of Whiskey and more beer’, Billie said amused.
‘Beer sounds good’, she told him, ‘Bring it into the lounge’.
‘Weren’t you getting ready for bed though?’, he asked her.
‘I’d rather drink with you then fall asleep’, Steph told him, picking up a can and flipping it open. She started drinking.
‘You know you’re the only, that will drink, beer and ale with me’, he told her.
‘Yeah that’s cos you’re special’, she told him switching the TV on again.
They went though a few cans each before, they got bored of beer.
‘You want me to go get something else?’, Steph asked. She wasn’t dizzy or slurring any words. The beer obviously hadn’t gotten to her.
‘Yeah, bring the whiskey; I feel like I need a few shots’, Billie told her. Billie seemed fine as well. Steph decided it would be alright. She walked back into the kitchen and grabbed the whiskey from the fridge. she closed the door, and walked back into the lounge giving Billie the bottle.
‘I might have another beer first’, he told her, handing it back.
‘Suit yourself’, she told him, taking the top off, and starting to drink. Its taste was strong, but there was nothing Steph didn’t like about it. Whiskey was her one of her favourites. She kept the drink coming down. It wasn’t even hitting her sides. Billie by this time had drunk an easy dozen beers. Steph noticed the cans on the floor, and instead of bothering him she started to watch the TV again, every-so-often taking small sips of the whiskey. She was starting to become dizzy and sleepy.
‘Maybe you should stop drinking that’, Billie suggested noticing the state Steph was in.
‘Billie, I’m fine. It taste nice anyways’, she said slurring her words. Slowly she dropped the bottle from her hands to the ground and collapsed into Billie’s lap. She just lay there, like she was asleep.
‘Steph are you alright? I told you that you had, had to much to drink. Steph wake up’, Billie coaxed her..
